Boston Boating Blog

Stardate August 21, 2009

The rumor of possible hurricane seas and winds didn’t keep us off the dock on Friday.  Paul, Frank and myself took off at

5am (which I am not sure why, the fish aren’t even up yet) to try again to catch the illusive tuna.  I also have to say I have never felt it that hot or humid that early since when I was in boot camp for the Navy at Great Lakes, Ill.  Wow!  We motored out on the ‘About Time’ (Franks boat) to Stellwagen Bank to see if

we could christen his boat with a tuna.  It was dark when we took off (as you can tell by the ‘fancy’ photo.  I always wanted to try to get this affect, but honestly, this was an accident) and we also watched the sun rise through the fog and it was pretty cool.

We headed to the Bank and as we headed south it really looked like we were headed into the eye of the storm.  As we were making our way south along the edge of the bank, in the fog, we saw two tons of fish – whale (which is small for a whale) jump completely out of the water.  In all my days on the ocean, I have never see this.  Then we saw the larger whales again do things I have never seen before.  They started slapping the surface of the water with their large fin.  We were trying to understand what they were doing.  We thought they were startling the bait fish so they could eat.  This would be a good sign because tuna also eat bait.  As we were looking for the fish and the bait that the tuna eat, we were struggling.  We were tracking no bait fish on the chart.  It was crazy to watch these whales breech and slap the water.  It was amazing.  We fished for another three hours without seeing anything except this whale, behaving exactly like the whale we saw that morning.  Then, out of nowhere, and me without my video camera on, the whale came all the way out of the water, just like you see on National Geographic.  It was awesome.  My dad always said, you’ll only see this a couple of times in life, if ever.  He was right, since I have been on the water from age 15, I have never seen this.

Well, the hurricane will be keeping us on the dock for the rest of this weekend, then the next two weekends we will be back to the water and one of these weekends is our fabulous Labor Day weekend meat fest.  Then I head to Germany for work for 10 days so I’ll miss a great weekend of boating in early September.  I already can’t wait to get back.

See you all on the water.  Captain SteveK

Stardate July 25th 2009

It was a day for fishing, but little did I know we were fishing for charity.  Every year the Data Faber holds a charity fishing tournament out of East Boston Marina.  Some of the sponsors are Sperry Top Sider and Johnny’s Market.  There are raffles for big prizes such as Red Sox and Bruins tickets as well as drawings for prizes that have been donated.  It is a really fun time.

The event actually starts the night before at the marina in East Boston where we have a barb-b-que with hamburgers,

sausages and hot dogs, chips, potato salad and beer.  We review the rules for the next day, chat a bit and then go home to rest for the big day.  We traveled over the the marina in Frank’s boat, About Time.  It was a nice night to be on the water.

We took off at 6 am on Saturday.  The plan was to troll around for some stripers or blues but if there was no bite after an hour or so, we were headed east looking for the illusive tuna.

We found them.  Around 10:15 we saw tuna smashing all around us.  We trolled squid in a circle for the next 5 hours and saw jumpers all over.  We had a few that were jumping just a few feet off the side of the boat but nothing that day wanted our bait.  Paul, captain of Reel Pursuit, and the boat we fished on for the day, Steve, Frank, Scott and myself worked really hard to find and catch the tuna that day but it just wasn’t happening.

It was a great day though.  Reminded me of when I was a kid.  I’ve loved fishing for a long time.  From one of the first times I went fishing at home, to when my dad, his friend Jim and I used to go tuna fishing off of Bailey’s Island in Maine on the Close Enuff.  I would stand in the tower or on the bridge and look for tuna all day – just like I did on the Reel Pursuit.  Makes you feel close to mother nature.  Or the time I spent in Cabo San Lucas, Mexico fishing and call this small tuna.  It is so great to be on the water for the day.

We got back to the marina to see all the fish that had been caught that day in the striper category as well as the ‘blues’ category.  No one caught a blue fish so they gave out prizes for the top 6 blue fish entries.  The largest was a 48 1/2 inch striper – a big fish and then they got smaller from there.  (I’d have pictures but they were all on everyone’s boat on ice.)

After the weigh in, it was time to raffle off the prizes.  I had purchased 2 raffle tickets for the big prizes (which there were 3, Red Sox tickets, Bruins tickets and Gas for the boat).  I also purchased a bunch of tickets for the ‘grab’ table.  When the drawing started they drew for the Red Sox tickets first and I freakin won!  These tickets were so good, it was almost like you were playing first base.  I have to admit however, I was a bit bumbed because if you know me, I am a huge Bruins fan and what would be the chances that I would now win those.   So my strategy was, perhaps the winner of the Bruins tickets would be a bigger Sox fan and we could trade.  They drew the raffel for the gas and then the Bruins tickets and wouldn’t you know it, I won those too.  (Along with a $100 Sperry Top Sider gift certificate w/ each win).  Wow!  Can’t beat a day like that.  During the grab raffle I think Paul’s boat brought in another 10 prizes so all in all we had a fun day.

(Oh, just to mention – again, on a weekend – Boston’s finest showed up to give out mooring violations.  Why it takes three of them to walk around the marina to do that is still beyond me!)

Now in all seriousness I am going to issue a challenge.  This tournament is for charity and a good one at that.  This year they had 23 boats enter the tournament (which was up 10 boats from last year) and raised over $4,000.   Next year I want to help with this event and I would like 35 boats in the tournament.  The entry fee is reasonable – it is $125 for the boat and $45 to bring all your mates to the ‘Captains Meeting’ the night before and have some burgers, hot dogs and beer.  (Even if you don’t eat you have to go to the meeting to learn all the rules.)  So, enter your boat, if you own a charter, donate the 1/2 day and we will fill the boat and cover expenses but let me know – we can make the a fantasitc event and try to raise over $10,000 for next year!

Signing off – Captain SteveK

I have said that if you want the best fishing charter in Boston you go with Reel Pursuit captained by Captain Paul and now I know why.  On Tuesday I went fishing with Paul and one of his first mates Pat.  (Pat is my good friend Jimmy’s  (god rest his soul) brother and one of the best mates around.  In all fairness Paul’s primary mate Scott – who is no slouch himself, was on vacation so he couldn’t make it.  I say Scott is AWESOME because like anyone who love what they do, they tend to be very good at it and Scott loves to fish and I am looking forward to the next trip with Scott.

Now, that said, I learned more from Patrick in a few short hours (6) then I had learned about being a mate in a lifetime.

I will digress a moment on a couple of topics.  First, I have to be one of the luckiest people in the world.  I was able to get the time off and go fishing on a beautiful day and learn about doing something I have always wanted to do for years.  It was great.  Next, the day really was about Jimmy.  See our friend passed a year ago Tuesday so we went to the spot in the ocean where we spread his ashes to say ‘hi’ again.  It was very sentimental.

One funny thing happened to us.  It was probably Jim giving us a hard time.  See we were fishing and not catching much and saw fish jumping and birds swarming in a close by area.  So, instead of pulling up the anchor, we tied a buoy to the rope where the anchor was and motored to where we saw the fish and tried trolling for a while.  When that didn’t work we went back to the anchor line to anchor up again and keep fishing.  In the process of trying to grab the anchor line we ran it over (oops).  The line got tied around the prop and no matter how hard we tried, we couldn’t shake it loose.  So, you can guess what that means.  Yup, someone had to dive in and fix it.  Leave it to the ‘new guy’.  Funny thing though, I was wearing my swim trunks and I don’t know why that was the outfit I choose that morning but it turns out that it was the right thing so in I went.  MAN the water was cold.  Once I caught my breath I was able to untangle the rope and we were set to anchor up and catch some fish.  I don’t know what you call it but we caught everything in the harbor that day.  We caught 2 stripped bass, a lobster, a skate and a dog fish.  Nothing was a keeper except the memories.  Thanks Paul and Pat!